Kidnapped Binghe AU: Part 1
Based on this post, developing second scenario. (Also here SQQ's POV, SQH's POV)
It all starts shortly after Luo Binghe turns sixteen. He’s already well-established at Qing Jing Peak, frequently helping his Shizun with paperwork. In fact, he’s gotten so efficient that he often handles deliveries on his own, only reporting back to Shen Qingqiu afterward for that coveted praise.
Which brings us to that fateful afternoon when Binghe decides to personally drop off some documents at An Ding Peak.
He arrives at Shang Qinghua’s office and hands over the papers. The Head of An Ding shoves them into an already precarious mountain of scrolls. Predictably, the balance is ruined, and the entire avalanche of paperwork crashes to the floor. Binghe, being the helpful disciple he is, immediately dives down to clean it up despite Shang Qinghua's protests.
And right there, amidst the scattered scrolls, Binghe catches sight of something he was never supposed to see. Letters. Evidence. Proof that Shang Qinghua is a demon spy.
Instead of acting smart—playing dumb, leaving quietly, and running to his Shizun at supersonic speed—Luo Binghe lets his recent successes get to his head. An Ding Peak has a reputation for being weak, right? He completely forgets that despite Shang Qinghua being deemed the "weakest" of the twelve Peak Lords, he is still a full-fledged Peak Lord. And Binghe is just a highly talented, but very young, sixteen-year-old cultivator.
Binghe decides to confront the traitor himself.
It ends badly. After a brutally short scuffle, Binghe is pinned down, a blade inches from his throat. For a horrifying second, Shang Qinghua pauses, his eyes flashing with something unrecognizable. Then, with a swift flick of his wrist, he flips the knife and knocks Binghe out cold with the pommel.
When Binghe comes to, he is tied up in a dark storage room.
After hours of futile struggling, he suddenly hears muffled voices outside the door. It’s Shizun! And the Sect Leader! Binghe thrashes desperately, trying to make any noise, only to realize with sinking horror that the door is sealed with a soundproofing talisman. He can't even reach it.
Through the cracks, he hears them questioning Shang Qinghua about a missing disciple. They are looking for him! Shizun is right there! ("Shizun, I'm here! Don't leave!") But based on the conversation, no one has any clues, and they are already discussing forming a search party elsewhere. Soon, the footsteps fade away, and silence returns.
Binghe loses track of time. Finally, the door creaks open. Shang Qinghua steps in.
"Oh, you poor thing..." Shang Qinghua sighs, leaning down to gently wipe a tear from Binghe's cheek with a tone full of pity. Binghe tries to bite him, but the gag stops him. "None of this would have happened if you’d just been a good boy and stayed out of adult business. But now, I need you to be quiet and cooperative."
The Peak Lord pulls a small vial from his sleeve, pours the contents onto a cloth, and presses it over Binghe's face. Binghe fights with everything he has, but darkness takes him again.
When he wakes up, he is shivering, yet his forehead feels like it's on fire. He opens his eyes to see a ceiling covered in solid ice. He is lying on a bed covered in heavy furs.
This place is entirely unfamiliar. And it means absolutely nothing good.
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